The last white rose

The last white rose

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Hanahaki disease. Kirsten Faith the victim of a one sided love. Will she recover or will she give up because she fell like the last petal of the last white rose?
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The immense, cobalt-blue chandelier dominated the ballroom, casting a cold, dazzling light on the dance floor below. It was right beneath that brilliant fixture, during the partner-exchange segment of the dance, that I found myself facing him. He just rolled his eyes as I met his gaze before he spoke, the music nearly drowning out his low voice. "Ano nanamang trip mo?" I countered, my own voice tight with frustration. "Ikaw ba, ano nanamang problema mo?" His expression darkened, a familiar look of controlled irritation. "Bakit ba kase pumunta ka pa?" I held his stare, refusing to back down. "Kase gusto ko?" I got a glare from him before he spoke, his voice dropping to a harsh whisper, thin as air. "Hindi mo ba talaga ako titigilan babae ka" My patience snapped. The proximity was too much. "Ikaw ang ayaw akong tigilan pwede ba" "Tsk." The syllable was laced with pure contempt, and simultaneously, his hand he had placed on my waist for the dance tightened in an angry grip. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ His heart still bears the scars of that fateful night When the one got crushed and other lost the fight Both are critically injured but fate had a role for them. Does she recall that night of the sound of crushing steel? Or has her newfound purpose helped her heart to heal? Memories of what happened still remain A bittersweet feeling that brings pain Her touch can heal, her care can mend But the heart she broke, will it ever end? "One crash, two lives shattered... Mine forever haunted by the one who survived" -C.H. Language: English/Tagalog © All Rights Reserved

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